Her senses were very keen she was a bright and smart woman. She grabbed my attention in less than 4 words. She was a hollowed beauty. Red lipstick and beautiful white skin.
I am keen on discovering the person under my many layers of superficiality. I remember losing myself to the pressures of society when I was in high school. I hope to scale down my tumultuous past and extract the wonderful innocent being that was my true self.
He had a not-so-keen understanding of the reason behind her intoxication, in fact he knew nothing of it. Knew nothing of the pain she was constantly trying to overcome and escape, of the lingering longing for the sharp relief of her razor, of the blinding effect of the pills she pulled or the feeling of surrender that she longed for in a drink.
I heard the keen sound of Emmetts keys hitting the wall as he threw them. “TELL ME! TELL ME WHAT I DID TO MAKE YOU HATE ME SO MUCH!” he screamed at Haylee.
She swallowed, showing slight emotion in her eyes for the first time since she left. “You cared. so much.”
He watched as his mother pulled the batch of cookies from the oven. Steam swirled from the doughy circles and a sweet scent filled the air. His mouth watered.
“Andrew,” his mother said sternly, leaning down so that her face was in front of his. “No cookies until AFTER dinner.”
He nodded his head vigorously, pretending to understand, but he didn’t mean it. He was keen on getting to those cookies as soon as possible. He’d do anything for one bite.
I looked up at him through the leaves of the Maple tree.
“Your keen!” He joked in a funny accent
“Shut up!!” I laughed.
I started to climb the ladder leading up to the clumsy tree house.
(I’ve no idea what ‘keen’ means!)
I have a keen sense always with me. Whether its sight, smell, feel, or even taste. It all just – comes. That is part of what makes me who I am. Protecting something, someone – I’m a canine – Protector – Obedient – I am a GUARD DOG.
peachy keen? I think this word can be recycled back from the 50s. In Annie Hall, Woody Allen’s character criticizes Annie for using the word ‘neat.’ And mentions that her professor will start calling her ‘peachy’ and ‘keen.’
I was keen on keeping myself breathing; as are most people. It’s the fact that I haven’t seen the world yet that would make it unbearable to stop breathing, if I should die now. I will live, and this I promise, until I have seen mountains and jungles with my own eyes.
The keen cat walked down the road. He keenly meowed as he licked his paw in preparation for his daily cleaning. As he looked around he realized he was being watched, a human stood around the corner
Keen…What does that mean? I’m not entirely sure, but I think that it’s pure. I think it’s good word, I’m sure. In fact, I think that’s what it means, Keen means that it gleams: A wonderful, jolly old thing. Keen is something nice, splendid…so precise! Something that makes wonders grow.
We had to be keen and observant in this investigation. We would not get anywhere if we slacked off or started dozing. Our case has had no new leads in about 3 months, that is too long.
Keen are my favorite summer shoes. You might say that I am keen on my Keens. Keen also connects me with my childhood when we used to say neato, keeno! I be my students would not relate.
It felt ernest and at once. i saw you and I thought this is it. You are it. And then I was Keen on you. Not the childish sense of a crush admired far away. It was more than that. I was smitten, but not to scare you I will say I was keen, very keen indeed.
keen as to be the one. the one that inspires. the imaginative one. keen as hell to keep on going. so that one can persevere. keen as to go to somewhere where there is a culture diversity.
He has a keen mind, one that May can’t help but admire. It’s beautiful to watch his eyes, his gorgeous blue eyes that always notice things totally invisible to her own. Impossibly keen, he jumps on every lead, every tiny detail out of place, things that lead to miracles. He’s a genius. How can everyone else miss it?
I’m not sure what keen means. I think it’s an adjective, but honestly, how am I supposed to know? Is there a keen man? Is keen an intellectual word? Is it describing some physical feature? With only 60 seconds to write about a word foreign to my mind, I really can’t dictionary.com this. Yes, I did just turn “dictionary.com” into a verb. That’s what keen does to you. It verb-ifies nouns. And I did it again.
One keen fellow walked along a beach as he told his story. He was telling this mighty fine story to a little boy who was also walking along this beach. It was about nothing and everything all at once. It was just a story to pass the time as they made their way down that beach.
He was so keen to get where he was going….so keen in fact that he completely missed the turnoff and kept heading onwards to London. So he had to turn around….and head back to visit his long lost mother on the edge of the moor.
Mrs. Hammers dolloped on the bloody slabs of meat anyway, staining Caitlin’s plate a bright mosaic of red and pink. I swished around my scalloped potatoes and kept close focus on Mr. Hammers’ furious mouth.
“Kids these days. They want their steaks well cooked, they want their eggs over easy…where did we go wrong?”
keen. sharp. something good to be. a keen person can see the truth. the predict heartbreaks, accidents, mistakes. they see the truth. they seem to be hurt less, and to hurt others less. they see the good in people, the bad. they’re aware. they live on the edge because they know they can’t live forever.
“I like you,” he says, smiling. “I’m very keen on the whole…’oh darling save me i’m broken’ girls.”
She rolled her eyes. “Fortunately for me, then, you’ll find that I am indeed not one of those girls.”
She wasn’t keen on him at first. His knees were terribly knobby, and his shoulder-blades stuck out a bit too much. No, at first his braces with rubber bands did not make her smile, not one bit. That changed, naturally.
Keen is a pretty word. One I never use. One that took me a second to process its definition. It sounds like a boy’s name. Hi Keen. It’s nice to meet you. The double e is so pretty. You look like a water bottle, Keen. When will I say your name next? I wonder…
Keen is what she is not
Although she tries the hardest
It is just not her
Through blue eyes and trampled hearts
She untangles the knots in her hair
and sighs
she is not keen
She is not who she wants to be
She is her
Her is she
keen.
ever since we first met i’ve had my eye on you. but there’s always been her. she’s always been right by your side. so when she was gone, i had to take my chance. i’ve always been keen on you, and now i know you’re keen on me too. i think it’s time you call her.
The same word? again?? oh okay… I like being keen when it comes to productivity, sadly I’m hardly ever keen. It’s very rare I’m also afraid that I am mistaking th
i found him on a beach in australia with barbie. i was thinking of finger paints and clever kids. hoping that he would be smarter than to ask me how i was feeling. he never asked. i called it fate.
my sences are keen. i hear, taste, feel, see, and smell my surroundings. i know when im in danger. i feel it. i see when im not wanted. i taste when someone is acting bitter. i hear my name being talked about in the wrong way.
På dansk hedder det ivrig. At være utålmodig. At glæde sig. Jeg er ivrig efter noget at spise, da jeg har sultet. Ikke trængende, at man har brug for noget, men som et lille barn der vil ha’ småkagen på den øverste hylde.
i met him with barbie and follwed them to australia. he was a sneaky fellow and charming and handsome. he had a brilliant way about him. kije a gecko or lightening bug.
he watched her undress, sitting in the tree outside her window. he was very keen on seeing her, for he had wanted her for a long time. the girl next door… always the unattainable beauty that he could and would never be able to have except in his dreams.
the little Asian boy furiously wrote out calculations. time was short, and his family’s futures dependable on this competition for the prize money. would he prevail or lose everything trying?
People can have very keen senses. You can have a keen sense of smell, sight, or hearing. Vampires have all of these. Why talk about vampires? Because my boyfriend as gotten me a little enthralled by the Vampire Diaries series. Back to the topic of keen though, most animals have very keen senses. Even though they normally don’t have all of them at once, they have at least one or two. You can’t really have a keen sense of touch or taste…well I suppose you could. I suppose some possess the ability to tell every single ingredient in a certain food. Some are really sensitive to even the softest fabrics. Where does the phrase “I’m not very keen on that thought.” come from though? It doesn’t seem to give keen the same definition as it does when you use it with senses. With the senses it means sharp; with the earlier mentioned sentence, it means fond of, or you’re not very sure about it.
Her senses were very keen she was a bright and smart woman. She grabbed my attention in less than 4 words. She was a hollowed beauty. Red lipstick and beautiful white skin.
I am keen on discovering the person under my many layers of superficiality. I remember losing myself to the pressures of society when I was in high school. I hope to scale down my tumultuous past and extract the wonderful innocent being that was my true self.
He had a not-so-keen understanding of the reason behind her intoxication, in fact he knew nothing of it. Knew nothing of the pain she was constantly trying to overcome and escape, of the lingering longing for the sharp relief of her razor, of the blinding effect of the pills she pulled or the feeling of surrender that she longed for in a drink.
I heard the keen sound of Emmetts keys hitting the wall as he threw them. “TELL ME! TELL ME WHAT I DID TO MAKE YOU HATE ME SO MUCH!” he screamed at Haylee.
She swallowed, showing slight emotion in her eyes for the first time since she left. “You cared. so much.”
I’m keen on ‘keen.’ We need to start bringing back nostalgia lingo. We could re-introduce neat, dang, and even ill.
He watched as his mother pulled the batch of cookies from the oven. Steam swirled from the doughy circles and a sweet scent filled the air. His mouth watered.
“Andrew,” his mother said sternly, leaning down so that her face was in front of his. “No cookies until AFTER dinner.”
He nodded his head vigorously, pretending to understand, but he didn’t mean it. He was keen on getting to those cookies as soon as possible. He’d do anything for one bite.
I looked up at him through the leaves of the Maple tree.
“Your keen!” He joked in a funny accent
“Shut up!!” I laughed.
I started to climb the ladder leading up to the clumsy tree house.
(I’ve no idea what ‘keen’ means!)
I have a keen sense always with me. Whether its sight, smell, feel, or even taste. It all just – comes. That is part of what makes me who I am. Protecting something, someone – I’m a canine – Protector – Obedient – I am a GUARD DOG.
yellow desire took her by some hooks invisible to her hypnotised eyes and the dark blond
peachy keen? I think this word can be recycled back from the 50s. In Annie Hall, Woody Allen’s character criticizes Annie for using the word ‘neat.’ And mentions that her professor will start calling her ‘peachy’ and ‘keen.’
There are a lot of things my parents are keen on me accomplishing. I wonder if I’m so keen on such things myself. It’s not like I want it for me.
I was keen on keeping myself breathing; as are most people. It’s the fact that I haven’t seen the world yet that would make it unbearable to stop breathing, if I should die now. I will live, and this I promise, until I have seen mountains and jungles with my own eyes.
The keen cat walked down the road. He keenly meowed as he licked his paw in preparation for his daily cleaning. As he looked around he realized he was being watched, a human stood around the corner
Keen…What does that mean? I’m not entirely sure, but I think that it’s pure. I think it’s good word, I’m sure. In fact, I think that’s what it means, Keen means that it gleams: A wonderful, jolly old thing. Keen is something nice, splendid…so precise! Something that makes wonders grow.
We had to be keen and observant in this investigation. We would not get anywhere if we slacked off or started dozing. Our case has had no new leads in about 3 months, that is too long.
Keen are my favorite summer shoes. You might say that I am keen on my Keens. Keen also connects me with my childhood when we used to say neato, keeno! I be my students would not relate.
I’m keen for haiku
but this word is not the best
for waking my muse.
;-)
It felt ernest and at once. i saw you and I thought this is it. You are it. And then I was Keen on you. Not the childish sense of a crush admired far away. It was more than that. I was smitten, but not to scare you I will say I was keen, very keen indeed.
keen as to be the one. the one that inspires. the imaginative one. keen as hell to keep on going. so that one can persevere. keen as to go to somewhere where there is a culture diversity.
He has a keen mind, one that May can’t help but admire. It’s beautiful to watch his eyes, his gorgeous blue eyes that always notice things totally invisible to her own. Impossibly keen, he jumps on every lead, every tiny detail out of place, things that lead to miracles. He’s a genius. How can everyone else miss it?
I’m not sure what keen means. I think it’s an adjective, but honestly, how am I supposed to know? Is there a keen man? Is keen an intellectual word? Is it describing some physical feature? With only 60 seconds to write about a word foreign to my mind, I really can’t dictionary.com this. Yes, I did just turn “dictionary.com” into a verb. That’s what keen does to you. It verb-ifies nouns. And I did it again.
keen — to wail, to be astute.
I keen at the loss of time.
I am keen on doing what is right.
I am keen on being.
One keen fellow walked along a beach as he told his story. He was telling this mighty fine story to a little boy who was also walking along this beach. It was about nothing and everything all at once. It was just a story to pass the time as they made their way down that beach.
He was so keen to get where he was going….so keen in fact that he completely missed the turnoff and kept heading onwards to London. So he had to turn around….and head back to visit his long lost mother on the edge of the moor.
“I’m not particularly keen on rare steak.”
Mrs. Hammers dolloped on the bloody slabs of meat anyway, staining Caitlin’s plate a bright mosaic of red and pink. I swished around my scalloped potatoes and kept close focus on Mr. Hammers’ furious mouth.
“Kids these days. They want their steaks well cooked, they want their eggs over easy…where did we go wrong?”
keen. sharp. something good to be. a keen person can see the truth. the predict heartbreaks, accidents, mistakes. they see the truth. they seem to be hurt less, and to hurt others less. they see the good in people, the bad. they’re aware. they live on the edge because they know they can’t live forever.
“I like you,” he says, smiling. “I’m very keen on the whole…’oh darling save me i’m broken’ girls.”
She rolled her eyes. “Fortunately for me, then, you’ll find that I am indeed not one of those girls.”
She wasn’t keen on him at first. His knees were terribly knobby, and his shoulder-blades stuck out a bit too much. No, at first his braces with rubber bands did not make her smile, not one bit. That changed, naturally.
Keen is a pretty word. One I never use. One that took me a second to process its definition. It sounds like a boy’s name. Hi Keen. It’s nice to meet you. The double e is so pretty. You look like a water bottle, Keen. When will I say your name next? I wonder…
Keen is what she is not
Although she tries the hardest
It is just not her
Through blue eyes and trampled hearts
She untangles the knots in her hair
and sighs
she is not keen
She is not who she wants to be
She is her
Her is she
keen.
ever since we first met i’ve had my eye on you. but there’s always been her. she’s always been right by your side. so when she was gone, i had to take my chance. i’ve always been keen on you, and now i know you’re keen on me too. i think it’s time you call her.
The same word? again?? oh okay… I like being keen when it comes to productivity, sadly I’m hardly ever keen. It’s very rare I’m also afraid that I am mistaking th
i found him on a beach in australia with barbie. i was thinking of finger paints and clever kids. hoping that he would be smarter than to ask me how i was feeling. he never asked. i called it fate.
my sences are keen. i hear, taste, feel, see, and smell my surroundings. i know when im in danger. i feel it. i see when im not wanted. i taste when someone is acting bitter. i hear my name being talked about in the wrong way.
På dansk hedder det ivrig. At være utålmodig. At glæde sig. Jeg er ivrig efter noget at spise, da jeg har sultet. Ikke trængende, at man har brug for noget, men som et lille barn der vil ha’ småkagen på den øverste hylde.
i met him with barbie and follwed them to australia. he was a sneaky fellow and charming and handsome. he had a brilliant way about him. kije a gecko or lightening bug.
he watched her undress, sitting in the tree outside her window. he was very keen on seeing her, for he had wanted her for a long time. the girl next door… always the unattainable beauty that he could and would never be able to have except in his dreams.
the little Asian boy furiously wrote out calculations. time was short, and his family’s futures dependable on this competition for the prize money. would he prevail or lose everything trying?
People can have very keen senses. You can have a keen sense of smell, sight, or hearing. Vampires have all of these. Why talk about vampires? Because my boyfriend as gotten me a little enthralled by the Vampire Diaries series. Back to the topic of keen though, most animals have very keen senses. Even though they normally don’t have all of them at once, they have at least one or two. You can’t really have a keen sense of touch or taste…well I suppose you could. I suppose some possess the ability to tell every single ingredient in a certain food. Some are really sensitive to even the softest fabrics. Where does the phrase “I’m not very keen on that thought.” come from though? It doesn’t seem to give keen the same definition as it does when you use it with senses. With the senses it means sharp; with the earlier mentioned sentence, it means fond of, or you’re not very sure about it.